This is a song about "Left"

Trying to renovate the game

Right now using my left brain

She knows you masturbate left handed

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit

I left for one summer,

You know...you know who you are

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Take the exit, the nearest left

I miss you at my recent show

Never to the left i go

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Your father left you for another

The only time i flirt with her

His ego left bloated

It ain't like that